1286: C1286 This Is Poetry!

C1286 This Is Poetry!

They could see that the few Rainbow Light in the sky were heading towards the ancient city, and they were already falling down from the sky.

The Qing looked at the few Rainbow Light and said with a cold smile, "Good timing, it seems like you are blind."

"Hehe, this is fun!"

He was extremely excited. He stood up abruptly and stretched his limbs and waist, making the bones creak.

The Doug did not have the leisure to do so.

His fat body lay on the stone chair, unwilling to move. He was eager to merge with the stone chair.

In the blink of an eye, those few Rainbow Light really landed here in the ancient city.

The Qing and Doug were eating barbecued meat on the city wall. Their eyes looked at those few Rainbow Light falling down from the city gate, revealing a few human figures.

There were a total of nine cultivators.

Each of them carried a sword on their back, giving off a sharp aura.

After they landed at the entrance of the ancient city, they began to discuss, as if they had the demeanor of an unworldly expert.

"Everyone, Fellow Taoists, this is the Forbidden Earth Ancient City!"

"En, it is indeed an extraordinary place!"

"That's right, that's right. I have long heard that there are immortals living in the Forbidden Earth Ancient City, and they are hiding precious cultivation techniques. Today, we have come here to take a good look!"

"The Forbidden Earth Ancient City is extremely ancient, and we can't help but want to compose a poem!"

"Hahaha, Taoist Fellow Qian really has poetry in every aspect of his life!"

"Haha, life is always poetic!"

"Sigh, what Taoist Fellow Qian said makes sense. Life is always poetic! I have wine here, which is perfect for Taoist Fellow Qian's poem!"

"Look, how about letting Taoist Fellow Qian write us a poem to enter the ancient city? It is also to celebrate our arrival in the Forbidden Land Ancient City!"

"Sigh, sigh, alright! It's also good, wonderful, and wonderful! "

"Taoist Fellow Qian, please!"

"Taoist Fellow Qian, come quickly and compose a poem!"

...

The group of cultivators chatted and laughed as they praised each other. Rainbow fart flew everywhere!

On top of the city wall, the Qing and Doug couldn't help but look down on the rainbow fart.

"So it's a group of hypocritical hypocrites!"

"Hehe, this rainbow fart is really..."

"It's even better than you!"

"Of course, my rainbow fart is connected to the Soil Qi!"

...

As the Qing and Doug spoke, they laughed happily as well.0

The Doug said, "Earlier, I heard them say that there was wine?"

The Qing nodded and said, "That's right, that's right. I heard them too! Let's do it. Don't wait any longer. Snatch the wine up and let's drink! "

"No rush, no rush!"

Doug stopped the Qing and said, "This dog wants to hear what kind of poem that poem can make!"

"Yay!"

The Qing looked at the Doug in surprise and said, "You beast still has some culture?"

"Pui! What do you know!"

The Doug coldly snorted and said, "This is called poetry!"

"That's why you, Erqing, should learn culture. Don't fight and kill all day long. How uncultured!"

He put on a very cultured appearance, like a scholar.

But in reality, with his image, if compared to the image of the Qing, the Qing looked more like a scholar. It was just that he was a life-seizing scholar!

"You son of a b * tch, the more you live, the more long-winded you become. The more you live, the more time you waste!"

The Qing snorted and said, "It's only satisfying to fight and kill!"

The Doug glanced at him and also snorted coldly. "Calm down, calm down. This is called art, enjoy it now!"

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